Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray

"Ah --"

her palm brought her back to her

pain and she withdrew her hand involuntarily.

was stopped by Brody forcibly.

ordered coldly, frowning.

order to take the pieces out, he had

Would hurt.

pale face of Tracy, and his heart

to see her in such a pain.

"No --"

knife touched her hand, she

knife, not to mention the knife directly passed

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held

stained

eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

took a leap from the chair to

hand was dyed red by

"Have a seat --"

sort of

Tracy was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her

she looked at him coldly, "Brody, are

at him

what he was doing after being reminded by Tracy.

were as cold as ice. He pulled her to

me to care about you? How Shamless

He snorted.

was still so furious that he tightly pressed

tie you up

to threaten.

pale because it hurt so much

was so dizzy as if she

"A little bit painful..."

said with

beat when he saw

pain flashed

feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall

in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared

you feel painful,

looked down at her. Then he made up his

that, he pointed the sharp knife at

her eyes wide open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her

rose from

was also because her own thought was

the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it back.

her teeth, she

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand

it was her tears or her sweat.

knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid

pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although

while the sharp pain in her

feel the knife

twisted from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her

finally could not help bursting

were cut

several times

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared